Dreams or Reality

You slowly opened your eyes, listening to the thunder that woke you up, you released a deep sigh. "Another sad and lonely day. "
After minutes of turning around in your big and comfy bed, you decided, it's time to get up but you couldn't find the motivation to start the day.
You rolled over and grabbed your phone, entering your code with blurry vision and decided, to watch a short video on YouTube to get into a better mood.
The only person, who could manage to drag you out of the miserable hole of random emotions, was a YouTuber named Jacksepticeye.
He was a funny, cute little Irish guy with green hair, very quirky and energetic.
He could always make you laugh, no matter your mood.
You looked into his channel and decided to go for a classic Happy Wheels Video.
The series ended but you still loved it and watched random episodes, every now and then.
The way Jack yelled at Billy and cursed Steve, always made you laugh.
As you were lying there watching the cute screaming guy, you got more and more energetic and happier.
As the video ended you found the strength to finally get up.
There was no reason for you to get out of bed at all but staying in bed all day, doing nothing, would've made your depression even worse and that's the least thing you wanted.
The world looked a lot better after you took a nice hot shower, "it stopped raining... Finally."
"I should eat something" a thought that crossed your mind when you grabbed some orange juice from the fridge.
You are not a morning person, absolutely not a morning person.
Even though you were not hungry, you made some quick and basic sandwiches to eat, while watching another one of Jack's Videos.
More laughing than eating, you thought about you're plans for the day.
You started a YouTube channel a long time ago but never really cared about it.
You decided to be more determined and make it happen...becoming a famous YouTuber, like your favorite person on the Internet... A dream would become reality.
Today was the day, where your journey should begin.
After all that procrastinating, you sat down and started to record. You had so much fun, that you almost recorded the whole series in one go. "Such a great game!"
Since you didn't have anything else to do, you decided to prepare all the footage you recorded. Rendering takes some time even though you're PC is quite the machine.
You felt bad for playing almost the whole game in one go, because you planned to play different games, so you wouldn't spam the few subscribers you had with the same content all the time.
This procedure became you routine, you even managed to upload consistently, even though you didn't feel like it sometimes.
Jack, was such a big Inspiration to you, that you kept pushing yourself.
The hard work started to pay off, new people found their way to your channel and started to interact with you on a regular basis, which made you unbelievably happy.
You felt like finally someone appreciated and cared about you.
You've always been an anxious weirdo and it's always been hard, to find like minded people. You never wanted to change who you are, just to fit in, so naturally, you became a lone wolf.
The connection to your subscribers became the most important thing for you.
People started creating Fanart for you and posted them all over social media just for you to see it, which felt really weird and wonderful at the same time.
You reached a level where slightly bigger YouTubers asked to do collaborations with you.
It felt surreal and yet, it was happening.
You could finally be who you are, the obnoxious, silly little person, with the big mouth and people loved you for it.
Things went really fast when you got noticed by a personal friend of Jack.
They told Jack about you and he started to watch your content, he kinda checked you out without you even knowing, when one day he messaged you asking for a chat.
When you saw his message, sitting there, staring at you from your inbox, you couldn't believe it. Your heart was pounding, your breathing got heavy and your hands started shaking.
You checked if it's really him, over and over again before you even thought about an reply.
You paced around your room, in disbelief, shaking your head, trying to calm yourself.
When you finally got it back together, you sat down and typed your reply.
"Hey dude, sure thing. I'd be glad to have a chat with you. You can Skype me if you like. I'm around so just hit me up. " you tried to sound relaxed and cool.
Hours and hours have passed with you browsing the Internet and pacing up and down your room. You wouldn't want to go too far away from your PC since you didn't want to miss his call.

When finally, the familiar Skype ringtone filled your room.

End of Chapter 1